I Got Thoughts Lyrics

Yeah

He thought she thought, yeah, I rather not comment

I'm on the block and they askin' who knockin' I wanna rock, just look at my pockets

(Just look at my pockets)

I am him, you are just Robin, you are a SIM, just talkin' that nonsense

I am a pimp by the way that I'm walkin' (By the way that I'm walking, hey)

I got some thoughts that came at my noggin

You were asleep when you heard shots poppin'

Who wanna talk when I got no options (Ye)

You in the streets and can't make no profit I got a lot and it came with a coffin

I met a fiend and she stole my doggy (Romie)

He thought she thought, yeah, I rather not process

They think it's sweet, I think it's progress

Shout out to Lucki, I think I'm flawless (Ay, I think I'm flawless)

Shout out to Marty, you can get bodied

I could be doin' this shit for a hobby

Pussy and parties, I've been through this lobby (Bitch, ye)

I'm fuckin' his bitch, just know that I'm sorry

He be on games, I think it's Atari

I had to fry him like calamari (It's calamari)

He thought she thought, yeah, I rather not start this

I'm in a car with Ashton and Martin

I got no stylist, the fit is carpet (The fit is a carpet)

I have to keep it a hundred, non stopping

I see a spider, guess who I'm stompin'

I eat beats, cause I be starving, I got no option

Shout out to Gin he came with the Tonic

She wanted a ring but the bich too toxic

Nothing to something, I guess that's a solid (I guess that's a solid)

He thought she thought, yeah, I rather not comment

I'm on the block and they askin' who knockin'

I wanna rock, just look at my, just look at my (Just look at my pocket)

He thought she thought, yeah, I rather not comment

I'm on the block and they askin' who knockin'

I wanna rock, just look at my, just look at my (Just look at my pocket)

He thought she thought, yeah, I rather not comment

I'm on the block and they askin' who knockin'

I wanna rock, just look at my pockets (Just look at my)

He thought she thought, yeah, you got the wrong target

Looked at your lyrics and that shit was garbage

I got some lyrics for you if you cop it

I'm just saying

I got some thoughts and they came with narcotics

I got some thoughts, they think I'm iconic

I got some thoughts, I think it's ironic (Aye it's ironic)

He thought she thought, I'm in they spot

I get the keys to the gate and the lock

How can I be the one stuck in a box?

I gotta leave and go drop me a bomb

They say they're about it but no they are not

No they are not

No they are not

No they are not

Ay

What the f-